Still no baby over here, but definitely some contractions on and off. Little boy is sitting so low, right between my now widened hips. Things gotta be getting ready down there. Or else I wouldn’t hurt so much and feel what I’m feeling. How I’m still functioning at this point I really don’t know. I’m such a zombie right now, moving from one mess to another, only for it to be a mess again 5 minutes later. We spent the entire weekend prepping for baby #3. Nothing like last minute, right? Picked up the 3rd car seat on Friday, as well as a crib. Just ordered the crib mattress and some other odds and ends. Packed our hospital bag, stocked up on diapers, cleaned and caught up on laundry, moved furniture around, made some good meals at home. Did a lot of walking at Costco, soaked in a good message at church and played outside with the boys as much as possible. I keep moving because it helps take my mind off the fact that the small cramps I’m feeling are going to turn into big cramps soon enough and we’re going to have to rush to the hospital to get the party started for a third time. I can’t wait to see him though. I want more than anything for this pregnancy to be over with so he can be on the outside world with us and we can all start adjusting together. But most of all, I just want to make sure he is healthy, and pray that all goes well to get him out safely. Well, my eyes are burning so I guess I should get my glasses on, roll some Night serum on my eyes, eat an ice cream sandwich, start the dishwasher and go try to get comfortable on my bed. Who knows, maybe something will kick in officially tonight! Fingers crossed. Otherwise tomorrow is life as usual until this boy decides to make his appearance.
I’ve been living in this Sonnet James Sample Sale dress for weeks now. I wear it. Wash it. And put in on. And then do it all over again. It’s so soft and stretchy. I just hope it doesn’t stretch out too much from my big 37 week baby belly! But gosh, I’m at the end basically. It’s been a crazy year when I look back. These last almost 9 months have flown by living back in Cali and so much adjusting and change for all of us. Walker was walking by 11 months, Jace started preschool, I started a work from home gig, Rob is taking on online school, ACE training and a commute over the hill to work .. lots of exciting things for our extended family too, like a movie release for my father-in-law, college graduation for my sis-in-law, my sister getting pregnant and engaged, friends getting pregnant and coming up my Dad turns 60! 6-0! And now it’s almost go time for our third. I have a list of items I still need to order, we need to pick up a crib from some friends, make daycare decisions, and figure out maternity leave. Just feeling slightly overwhelmed, can you tell? But I’m close to my end. It hurts to sleep, it hurts to walk. My back throbs. I can’t reach my toes and I can’t slow down. #3 is definitely different from #1. I don’t remember the last time I even sat down to watch something I wanted to watch. Or stayed up for something other than dishes and lunch packing. I think my universe will feel a lot better – my body for sure – once this little man is on the outside world. Until then, I’ll be rubbing bio oil all over my stretching sides and pushing through each day with my swollen ankles.
I don’t know what it is, but I just can’t keep my cool lately, and it’s eating me up inside. Every morning I’m stressed with getting our life together and out the door on time. I’m quick to irritate and lose my patience. I dare say I have quite the temper these days. When it takes me asking Jace 5 times to do something before I have to use my stern, mean, mom voice or when he decides to have a meltdown in the most inopportune time when I really need us to get situated in or out of the van, is when I blow my lid.
At first I couldn’t put this one down. I immediately was drawn to the time period(s) and strong willed, leading female fole, as well as the men in her life and how the story began to unravel, but soon it got too repetitive for me. The constant sex, the same damsel in distress over and over again, the slightly unbelievable plot line; I don’t know, it just couldn’t sustain my interest. Really great writing overall but ultimately I had to retire it half way through. As well as the other adjoining book to this series .. might as well ditch that one too if I can’t even finish this one. I hear it’s been turned into a show though, so maybe I’ll give that a whirl when I’m on maternity leave. For now I’m starting my next book: The Zookeeper’s Wife.
Last weekend I got Les Mills Body Pump instructor pre-certified! It was a 2-day, all day training, filled with A Master Class, choreography, technique and coaching layers, including presenting to the group 3x (I was assigned the squat track thank God) and a grueling Body Pump Challenge – more like circuit challenge! This Preggo body of mine so needed a fitness packed weekend like this. Although I feel quite crippled as I type this, my mind and body felt great after the whole thing. I’ve been an avid Body Pumper for almost 10 years now and I’ve always wanted to be part of their tribe and one day teach. Now I really have something to work toward after baby #3 to get back in shape and share my passion for Body Pump when I officially become certified in like 6 months. Still lots more to learn before I can teach my own class, but definitely this year if I put my mind to it. Our instructor was the bomb, and I met so many wonderful people of all ages who also share my passion for the bar. It was so cool to hear their stories and what Pump and Group Fitness means to them. I’ll definitely be keeping in touch with them on our new Facebook group page. So many I want to follow along with on this journey! Including this here lady, Hilary, who was also pregnant. Not as large as me going at all the weights but still pregnant all the same. We put our bellies together and called it Body Bump ;)